Never Been Heard

(formerly The Musings and Learnings of a Widowed Bipolar Mum)

Tag: Death

  • Reflections

    Who am I? Who was I? Who is she? Who was he? What the hell happened over here? I found this poem in a notebook yesterday, some of my reflections in December. It is a poem of reflection of the growth, faith and promise that can come from the darkest of times. It touches death, […]

  • The Temperature Of Coma

    The Temperature Of Coma Staggering down the hallway Feet curled over you broke your flip flop. Struggling to speak, I didn’t know what was to come. Swaying side to side on the sofa Talking gibberish like a drunk, I thought it was the Morphine, I didn’t know what was to come. Seemingly eternal wait for […]